The power of the vast stars flowed on Fang Zhong, making him look like a God of War, waved his fist, and constantly bombarded the magic sword.
Dang Dang's voice is endless, which is shocking, and the body of flesh and blood is so powerful.
"It is useless. This magic sword has to be in an ancient tomb. It is unusual. You can't interrupt," Xuan Qingzong's young man sneered.
"I heard that you are a grave robbing on the ancestor of Xuanqing Zong. I did not expect that even this skill was inherited. Your magic sword was digged out of the tomb," Fang Chong smiled and ridiculed. The tradition, even inherited for thousands of years, is still the dog can't change the shit.
"Non -nonsense, this was obtained by my predecessors." The young man of Xuan Qingzong shouted in the middle of the young man.
He shook the magic sword and swayed a terrible black light curtain.
"No matter how you came, I broke it with a punch," Fang smiled, rushed forward, and fists and fists.
clang.
He has now stepped into the four days of the spiritual realm, and the body has become more powerful. The majestic power is hundreds of thousands of pounds. The bombardment is on the magic sword, and the young man of the Xuanqing Zong shakes. His face was pale, and the magic sword in his hand was almost bombarded.
The starlight drooped, covering Fang Zhong, letting him look like a god, shot his fist, and even cracked the magic sword.
On the black magic sword, a clear cracks emerged, and the scratching of the card wiping kept stunning.
"How is this possible, the magic sword is at least a magic weapon, how could it be broken by his bare hands,"
"This kid's body is terrible,"
A group of people were all tongue, and when the words fell, the dark magic sword was broken, and a piece of sharp fragments flew everywhere.
These fragments are all sharp and unparalleled, containing terrible power, but it is just a string of Mars on Fang Chong. The young people of Zong, waved their palms like a knife.
puff.
Blood sprayed, a shocking head flew into the sky, he was unwilling to die, but he did not expect that he was beheaded by Fang.
This is a dangerous signal that everyone knows that Fang Zhong's flesh is powerful, and the close -up of the close -up is only the ending of him.
"Open the distance with him, kill with divine art,"
The remaining two young people in the spiritual realm have witnessed everything, and they all felt very shocking and retreated very well.
For a while, the light was turbulent, and it became a large light curtain. The sword inside was full, and the silk bamboo swayed, all of which were terrible killing tricks.
This is the manifestation of divine art, the ultimate manifestation of the true Yuanli. Each god light is comparable to the soldiers. It has a terrible destruction force. A lot of wow, drowned Fang heavy.
If the combat effectiveness may not be worse than the other party, but the other party will not be close to him, making his most powerful body useless.
At this moment, he can only constantly dodge, full of stars, and constantly blast the blade derived from that piece, but this is not the way at all. The other party is vast. Tiring can be tired of him.
clang.
At this moment, Fang Chong sacrificed the seven layers of pagodas. The seven -layer pagoda of chaos and masculinity was very terrible and simple, but the blade was cracked.
The gate of the pagoda opens, like a black hole, it can absorb everything, countless gods have been absorbed in, and the light of the sky disappears.
"Don't you have to confront the divine surgery. How do I fight with you with the soldiers?"
boom.
The seven -layer pagoda was really terrible. He was supported by him suddenly in his palm. The weight of millions of pounds, and a powerful divine power, instantly suppressed the demon girl of Shui Yange.
"No ..." The demon girl of Shui Yange was yelling, but she couldn't break free at all. It was useless to let her divine. She was pressed into a pile of meat.
Then, Fang Zhong picked up the seven -layer pagoda, threw it out sharply, and folded the bones of the young man who had just wanted to escape.
This scene is really too fast. The seven layers of pagodas are sacrificed, but they have died two young people who have died in two ways. Even those masters of the imperial realm have no time to rescue.
"I want to kill him,"
The rest of the people were all angry, and even watched their same door killing. This was an insult to them, and they had to fire.
God's light rose up, and a few young people came out in a row, all of which were the existence of the spiritual realm. They were murderous, and they started terrible divine arts before they arrived. The turbulent came, the gods were bright, and the Fang was overwhelmed.
Dang Dang ...
The seven -story pagoda continued to float, blocking the sky, and Fang Zhong stepped forward with the seven -story pagoda, with a purple lotus demon fire in his hand, fighting with a group of young people.
laugh.
The purple flame was very scary. Fang Zhong was beaten on a young man in Xuanqing Zong. He had no flames to burn, but he screamed instantly and died of non -life.
This is the flame of burning the soul, and the purple light flickered. Once it is stained, it will be invaded into the body, burning the soul, and the gods will disappear.
The sky is all gods, and there are divine arts everywhere. Dozens of feet are drowned by dozens of feet.
The seven -layer pagoda on the top of Fang Zhong was constantly rushing and destroying several people with the purple lotus demon fire, but he was not injured. He was full of terrible wounds.
"How did this kid cultivate, but the four days of the spiritual realm, even if there is a treasure in hand, it is impossible to compete with the master who has so many psychic **."
"This son is too demon. If he doesn't kill him in the future, it must be a big deal,"
"No need to wait anymore, use their own core cards, kill him earlier, I always feel a little wrong," I always feel a little wrong, "
The two major Xuanmen, the master of the royal realm of the veins, finally couldn't help it, and planned to use their respective cards to destroy the recipe.
This time they came to the imperial city to have the core card prepared by the teacher. It was very good. Xuan Qingzong was a dwelling sword, which reached the aura. When it reached the spiritual instrument, it was not a weapon, but a purple -black gourd. The yellow water was surging in it, the stench was smelly, and there was a terrible death.
"Huangquan Water,"
The masters of the imperial state of Shui Yange and Xuan Qingzong couldn't help but be shocked. I did not expect that the veins of Sanxiu actually collected Huangquan water.
The water of Huangquan is only available in ghost hell, which represents death and yin evil. Ordinary monks will turn into pustules as long as they are stained with a drop.
The masters of the imperial state of San Xiu smiled coldly, and said: "This was collected by a predecessor in Yinzu, and now it is used in hand,"
The masters of the imperial realm of Shui Yange and Xuanqingzong suddenly suddenly saw Huangquan water in Yinzu, but there was no utensils to collect it. This kind of thing was very terrible. Ordinary utensils can't be installed at all.
The two also sneered, and Entang said: "Brother Tao is indeed a good means, using this Huangquan water to deal with Fang Zhong, but it turns him into pus,"
The three masters of the imperial realm shot at the same time, set up a powerful formation, and banned the void, and then let the people in the door retreat.
They are going to use Huangquan water. This kind of thing will die as long as it is contaminated. They don't want the people in their door to be affected.
"Fang Zhong, go to death," the master of the imperial realm of San Xiu's pulse first shot, pulled out the purple -black gourd mouth, and spilled the water of Huangquan.
The yellow corpse is like rain, and it is all over the sky. There is no way to dodge at all.
At the critical moment, he sacrificed the Bronze Gu Ding, buckled it on the ground, and hid himself in it, and then the miniature stars in the vibration of the body flowed down. Some, look out.
On the outside of Gu Ding, the yellow corpse was sprinkled, and the surroundings were corroded.
Huangquan's water is really terrible. Even the rock can't bear it.
Fang Chong looked at it for a while. If it wasn't for the guardian of Bronze Gu Ding, he was afraid that it would be difficult to escape. It would be unusual. The Huangquan water of all kinds of things is useless to it, and the origin may be scary.
Just then,.
A god sword was cut off, and it was not enough to use Huangquan water.
The bright sword mang was very dazzling. It was cut on the ancient Ding, and the Mars was swinging, but it couldn't help but Gu Ding.
"let me,"
A charming voice came, and the Master of the Imperial Realm of Shui Yange also shot. This banshee shivered the hand to sacrifice the jade. Qingcheng, in the heart of the chanting side.
Bang.
Gu Ding shocked and woke Fang Zhong. He had a cold sweat, secretly grateful.
This ladylike jade is a very good treasure, which can be derived from all the illusions. Just like the truth, it almost allowed Fang to fall into it.
This area was completely turned into the Jedi. The two major Xuanmen and the veins of the veins were standing outside, all of which were sneered.
Xuan Qingzong's Master of the Imperial Realm held the god soldiers and kept cutting down, saying: "Fang Zhong, you can't escape, let's hand it to treasure,"
The banshee of the Shuiyan Pavilion looked at the widow, and came step by step, shaking the jade, and said: "Fang Gongzi, if you are willing to surrender to Baowu Shuiyan Pavilion, you are willing to be a guest, but the sisters in the door are leaning one by one Guo Qingcheng, don't you like it, "
The masters of the imperial state of Sanxiu also came over, and the purple -black gourd kept shaking down the Huangquan water, and said: "You are dead today,"
This group of people is too arrogant, so that Fang Zhong wants to scold his mother, but at this time he will not be impulsive, everything is planning,